Текст песни
"I think that if the Devil does not exist, and has therefore been created by man, then man has created him in his own likeness and image"*
[Ivan Karamazov, in Fjodor Dostoevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"]
The devil sows in you a tiny grain of faith
And it will grow into an oak tree
You will dine on locusts
You'll wander in the wilderness to save your soul